The Testaments name it a sin,’ I said softly. “‘The Testaments also say it is God’s place to judge. Not man’s.’ “‘You’re a brother of the Silver Order, Baptiste,’ I said, indignity rising. ‘You swore the Oath of San Michon. Obedience. Fidelity. Chastity.’ “‘I swore to love no woman save the Mother and Maid. And to that I hold.’ Baptiste took Aaron’s hand and squeezed it, defiant. ‘’Tis no woman I love.’ “‘Nor I,’ de Coste replied softly.
